Thursday, May 15, 2008

Dragon Breath!

Yep, that's my name today! Second time this week I ate so much garlic that I could knock over a small village in transylvania. When I went to lunch with my sister I had chicken shawarma. It came with batata harra - roasted potatoes tossed with a mixture of parsley, lemon juice, and garlic. A LOT of garlic. There was also a dish of white sauce that tasted like garlic with a bit of lemon juice, salt, and whipped with olive oil to a mayo consistency. No mint in the world could stand up to THAT meal. Then last night I cooked up a batch of lentils and a batch of rice to put in the fridge. I took out about 1/2 cup of lentils and mixed them with chopped grape tomatoes and onions. Then I crushed a clove of garlic with salt and lemon juice then whisked in some olive oil. Stirred this into the lentil mixture and allowed it to sit overnight. For lunch today I heated some of the basmati rice, then stirred in the cold marinated lentils. A splash of fresh lemon juice to wake it up, some pepper and hot sauce, and WOW. I ate it with some pita I made earlier in the week. The mix of hot rice and cold lentils makes a sort of warm salad. If I had some plain yogurt I would have stirred in a spoon of that as well. I sprinkled on some dukkah I had left over (mine was pepitos and walnuts, whirred with sesame and nigella seed, then tossed with sumac and a bit of salt) but normally you would dip warm fresh bread in olive oil then into the seed mixture. Devine! Next up? Tonight I want to make hummous. Yum Yum Yum! Yoga almost did me in today. It was back strengthening asanas, done with a starting position of lying down, sometimes with forehead or chin to the floor. Do NOT do positions that trap your breath near you after having raw garlic and onions in your lunch. Phew! At that to the fact that I have ZERO flexibility and ZERO strength overall and even less in my back, and....well...the hostess looked graceful and serene during these poses. I looked, sounded, and perhaps even smelled like a dyspeptic walrus. At least there was no gas, we can all be thankful for THAT. I know the purpose of yoga is focus and control. But I have to confess if I were in a class and somebody tooted, I would lose focus and probably giggle uncontrollably. I don't know why, I don't find bodily sounds particularly funny. It's more of a nervous kind of laughter. See, my inner soul is comfortable with the human body and all it's functions. My outer mind however refuses to admit that the body has functions at all. When the two come together my brain can't handle it and short circuits. To hide this fact from predators, my defence mechanism does the only thing it can on limited resources. PUSH THE NERVOUS LAUGHTER BUTTON! Ugh. Sometimes it pushes the "surprised snort" button. Either way, I think the primary goal is to confuse my enemies long enough to get away once I come to my senses. I don't know why my mind thinks enemies lurk like wolves in places like yoga classes, church, or award ceremonies but such ocassions do seem to increase the chances that diversion tactics are needed while my neurons fry like little fishies. See why I am trying this yoga business in my own home behind closed doors? I am a menace. *I intercept this blog to take a moment and shake my head as my daughter sings along with the theme song from "Suite life of Zac and Cody" from the BATHROOM - complete with tapping feet. I interruped her to ask what she was doing and was informed "I am POOPING if you don't mind". Well pardon me. It sounded like there was a Disney Channel audition going on in there. Sheesh!* I have a parent's meeting tonight, so I better go brush my teeth a thousand times and eat a handful of fresh parsley. It won't help the breath (or the fumes coming from my pores at this point) but maybe I'll get a green thing stuck in my teeth and the other parents will keep their distance so they won't stare at it. Yeah. That just might work. *nervous giggle*

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